*ten years later*

Skye searched through the fridge for something to eat. "Donna! Andrew! Maya! Michael!" she called out.

The four kids ran up to her. "What?" They answered in sync.

"One of you was supposed to eat this a month ago," Skye wrinkled her nose in disgust as she thrust the moldy food towards them.

Michael FitzSimmons, eager to be a scientist despite being the young age of eight, took it happily. "Ooh! Do you think it's alive?"

Skye shook her head. "Ew, no. You spend too much time with your parents in the lab."

Maya and Donna looked at the food and started laughing. "I thought you ate it!" they both said to each other.

Skye shook her head and laughed. "Just do something with it please. It should've been thrown out a long time ago."

The four kids bolted out of the kitchen a little too eagerly and Skye's eyebrows shot up. "No throwing it out of the cargo hold while we're in mid flight!" She yelled after them.

John laughed as he sat on the couch by the kitchen and watched the interaction.

Skye joined him on the couch and ran her hands through her hair, "those four are a handful."

"Well, they were raised by all of us," he smirked, "did you really think they'd turn out any differently?"

They suddenly heard a shriek and Skye groaned. She stood up and smiled at John. "I've got this one."

John laughed as he heard the voices from down the hallway. Something along the lines of, "Andrew Ward, no chasing the girls with moldy food. Get rid of it."

Andrew, having spent so much time around Skye, inherited her knack for making trouble. Only ten years old, and he was causing problems. Skye always laughed and said that that was the only thing he inherited from her, the rest was all his father. Already everyone could tell that Andrew would be the spitting image of Ward. On the other hand, Maya was the perfect balance between the two, having inherited her mother's looks and her father's seriousness. Unfortunately for the Ward family, both kids also inherited the adults' stubbornness.

Rose smiled as she heard the encounter and walked into the lounge and sat next to John. He immediately put his arm around her and she sighed. "Those kids are going to drive us all insane one day."

John laughed. "Yeah, they are." He thought about all the trouble that their little Donna was getting into already. He paused for a moment before continuing. "But it's not like we'd prefer it any other way."

A/N: We did it, we finally reached the end. I actually never thought this day would come, because I've been working on this story for two years. 

If you managed to live through all the rediculous cheesiness, I applaud you. 

But seriously, a big thank you to everyone who's been following this story and enjoying it. You all are awesome. 

*tips hat* It's been fun, guys.